A merry group of cellphones was walking through a strip. One had a
text message going on, one was talking idle chat, and the third
was looking important but yet pre-occupied.

A drill sergeant came behind a corner of a large building,
halted the trio and yelled: "WHO IS IN CHARGE?!".

The pre-occupied looking cellphone lifted a cord that let
from his backside to the nearest outlet and said: "I am, sir."

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